When I tell people that my birthday is in early January I usually get a response along the lines of “that sucks”. The response is presumably down to the proximity to Christmas which has it’s obvious drawbacks and for some reason most people seem to be of the opinion that January blows. Go figure. Controversially though, this is my favourite time of year. I used to be all about Christmas. Gingerbread lattes, mulled berry punch, fairy lights and Elf on repeat. Bliss. But over the last couple of years the magic has diminished a bit for me, maybe it’s because I realised that you can order a gingerbread latte any time of year or that weddings are a better opportunity to go crazy on the fairy lights. Truth be told I think I’ve just chosen to opt-out of consumerism as much as possible and that doesn’t really fit with the modern message of Christmas.
It doesn’t bother me though as Christmas directly precedes my favourite time of year, the time that people seem to be calling Twixmas. You know, that period between Christmas and New Year when a lot of people are off work and Netflix’s figures go through the roof? I think by the 27 December you’ve had time to relax from work, most of the visiting pressure is off and you just have some time alone with your thoughts. There’s so much promise and hope at this time of year you can almost taste it.
The majority of people will agree that 2016 sucked – lots of beloved people taken too soon and what can only be described as a political clusterfuck. Yet on a personal level it was one of my best years; I married my soul mate, moved to a new county for lifestyle reasons, got a new job (and then a promotion), became an auntie and cut my hair off for the first time in around 15 years. Was I in a hurry to write it off and start a fresh new diary? Hell yes. Time off ahead of a new year just feels like the perfect opportunity to take stock on your life, figure out whether you’re the person you want to be and make some plans to work on that if not. Pair that with a birthday and you just have this swell of optimism and ambition to do better, be better and be more grateful.
So what do I hope for in 2017 and for my 27th year? I’m pretty ambivalent about new year’s resolutions as I don’t like to be told what to do (even by myself) but I have set some loose intentions for this new chapter:
- Be a more conscious consumer – this website and this book have encouraged me to think more ethically about the clothes I wear and the food I consume so it’s high time I put my money where my mouth is, quite literally.
- Finish my screenplay – I get so distracted by new ideas that I put off developing the ones I already have, this year I aim to pick one and run with it.
- Be more present – I’m always making lists and working out my next step, planning for every eventuality that I find it often find it hard to appreciate the here and now. Tom bought me this book for Christmas which I’m hoping will help me get on the path of living for now.
What are your intentions/resolutions for the new year? A friend of mine has gone down the realistic route and plans to make her bed everyday. She’s also turning 27 this month.